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Lying here in limbo

Nobody Hates Me Enough To Kill Me,
And No One Loves Me Enough To Save Me.
Too Sick To Live,
Too Well To Die.
So I guess I'm stuck here,
lying here in limbo......

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Last few words: 
Thoughts while I was suicidal
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Not Explicit Content


This could also be read as an ill person who is ready to die. Enjoyed

Thankyou so much

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had thoughts of suicide, I cannot say I know how you feel, but I do know that feeling as though no-one cares, is horrible!
I do suppose, that as human-kind is normally a social creature, feeling that way for an extended period, could probably make one feel like committing suicide. Hopefully, you are reassured that there are people that care for you, and you won't have that experience again. I was about to comment on the use of capitalization where I thought it was not needed, but then I realized
that it drew attention to the main thoughts of this poem. Great job! ~Geezer.

This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place

Thankyou so much xx

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